Vlad sidestepped her attempt to rush, letting her momentum carry her past.
Laughing, a low and bitter sort of sound, fingers flexing (claws sharpening) as he readied himself for the next attack. Hoping to enrage her further, to draw her attention, keeping her from circling back for the others. "You're going to have to do better than that, madonna."
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Date: 2015-04-26 10:47 pm (UTC)Laughing, a low and bitter sort of sound, fingers flexing (claws sharpening) as he readied himself for the next attack. Hoping to enrage her further, to draw her attention, keeping her from circling back for the others. "You're going to have to do better than that, madonna."